The Demon's Menu-Chapter 684: Boiled Eggs! (2)

Chapter 684 -70 Boiled Eggs!_2

Having casually flipped through it, Bolun was certain: the “Leviah Notebook” was exactly what he wanted.

From the most basic methods of training one’s body to advanced swordsmanship skills, and even the knowledge of mystical arts from the “Mystical Side,” it had everything.

Most importantly, it was translated into a universal language!

This was crucially important to Bolun!

In the time since, Bolun had not only learned ancient etiquette but also discovered that the knowledge of the “Mystical Side” was recorded in a specialized language.

"Those characters that I couldn’t understand must be Dufol Language, right?”

...

"I wonder if I could learn the Dufol Language by comparison?”

The young man thought, but his pace did not slow in the slightest.

He knew how he had obtained the “Leviah Notebook.”

He also clearly remembered his promise.

"Since a promise has been given, it should not be broken.”

"The benefits brought about by breaking a promise are only temporary.”

"The losses brought about by breaking a promise are permanent.”

The words in the ancestral notebook were etched in the young man’s memory.

He would absolutely not engage in short-sighted solutions.

Swiftly gathering his thoughts, the young man began adjusting his state of mind.

He had achieved his goal.

But the story of “using relationships as a shield and worldly wisdom as a sword” hadn’t ended.

In fact, it was just beginning at this very moment.

With this in mind, the young man revealed a sincere smile, turning his gaze toward Jason.

"Mr. Jason, the ‘Starry Sky’ restaurant has a vast menu, but, I recommend a particular dish,”

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"What dish?”

Bolun’s words immediately piqued Jason’s interest.

"Boiled egg!”

Bolun said with a smile.

Boiled egg?

A look of anticipation instantly appeared in Jason’s eyes.

After the experience with “looking up at the starry sky,” Jason had learned not to judge the flavor of food by its name.

Boiled eggs may seem simple, but if they were included in the ‘Starry Sky’ menu and recommended by Bolun, they must be quite exceptional.

Unconsciously, Jason quickened his pace.

Bolun followed with a smile.

Emily had little choice but to jog to keep up with the two men.

"Boiled eggs?”

"Why haven’t I tried them?”

"What do they taste like?”

Emily couldn’t help but wonder, but she immediately shook her head, admonishing herself.

"No!”

"Remember your weight, Emily!”

"You’re already 42.25KG!”

"You’re about to be overweight!”

"But

"Eating one boiled egg shouldn’t matter, right?”

…

The ‘Starry Sky’ restaurant was indeed very close to ‘Memory Street.’

Even when walking at a leisurely pace, it only took about 15 minutes.

If one walked a bit faster, the ‘Starry Sky’ restaurant’s sign could be seen in just 10 minutes.

It wasn’t conspicuous, just a wooden sign hanging on a two-story building by the roadside.

This building should have blended with the residential area behind it, but due to negligence during construction, it stood alone in the corner, looking somewhat out of place compared to the cozy family townhouses. ℞ΑƝȎＢÊṦ

However, the craftsman-like owner used green plants and bonsai to blur these boundaries.

Thus, the ‘Starry Sky’ restaurant not only integrated into the warm residential area but also stood out on its own as a fine dining establishment.

Jason stood at the entrance, glanced around, and, upon confirming that it was a meticulous restaurant where his third unpleasant memory was unlikely to repeat, he pushed the door and entered.

Ding-a-ling!

With the clear sound of a wind chime,

A pretty woman with brown hair and red pupils appeared at the entrance.

There were no greetings, and not a trace of a smile on her face.

First, she gave Jason a cold glance, then indignantly turned her gaze to Bolun who followed.

"Young Master Bolun, do you think you’re above everyone just because you have money?”

The woman asked coldly.

"Hmm.”

Bolun nodded honestly.

"You bastard!”

"You even dare to agree!”

"Do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you have money?”

Seeing Bolun nod, the woman, who had been suppressing her anger, burst forth in fury. She stepped forward, grabbed Bolun’s collar, and abruptly lifted him off the ground.

Asphyxiation set in as his feet left the ground, but Bolun still smiled.

Looking at the half-acquaintance before him, he kept his voice calm,

"Having money really makes one capable of doing whatever they want.”

"If not,”

"It simply means you’re not wealthy enough!”

These words thoroughly enraged the woman.

"Bastard!”

"You little brat!”

"I’m going to make you come to your senses! Wake up! And turn your warped worldview right side up!”

With those words, the woman stepped back, turned around, and put power into her waist for an over-the-shoulder throw.

"Ah! Bolun!”

Emily cried out in worry.

But contrary to her expectation, Bolun wasn’t smashed onto the ground. Instead, he twisted in mid-air, landing on his feet.

Not only that, but Bolun also used the momentum of the twist to lock the woman’s arm behind her back.

Emily was stunned.

Did Bolun know how to fight?

He knew a bit, the rough basics.

Although he exercised daily, his skills were very average.

As a friend, Emily knew this.

That’s why she was initially worried.

But now?

Could it be…

Instinctively, Emily glanced at Bolun’s chest area.

There was the “Leviah Notebook”!

Had Bolun just learned a skill from the notebook?

Emily thought, but immediately dismissed the idea.

She admitted that Bolun was smart, but surely he wasn’t so smart that he could learn by just glancing at it, right?